Peace and Quiet

We can't live like animals anymore
Quit wasting your good goodbyes on me
Live it, love it, alive in technicolour
Hard love, hard life, and easy money
I'm bang banging away on this microphone
While you're just talking away on your cellular phone
Some days I don't know what we'd do without it
I just need I just need some
Peace and quiet
I've been thinking oh
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I wasted my youth trying to be like you
And I learned everything from television tubes
In the summer heat it's your THC
Tell me again who I'm supposed to be
Let's be memorable
Who ever said I needed self control
Might as well turn our copper to gold
I fuck with the rock and roll with the rock and roll
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
We give up when it's inconvenient
I say "I love" and one day I'll mean it
If you want to get intimate
Well maybe I'd be into it
If you wanna get intimate
Well maybe I'd be into it
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
Thank god we're 21 I'm
Oh so prone to fucking up and I
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna
I don't wanna I don't I don't really wanna



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Burt
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